Sail On My Friend

Occasionally, someone will cross the line Some will even become insensitive at times But we all have mountains that we must climb

So often life is like being whipped by a raging storm Or like being lashed by the winds Or like an angry and troubled sea

Winds, like unbearable people Storms, like unrelenting circumstances Troubled seas, ripping away the peace and control All are fierce and forceful, hurting badly sometimes

Have you heard the story of the old seaman? He said, “In fierce storms there’s only one thing to do; There’s only one way. You must set the ship in a certain Position and leave it there”.

Though everything around me be altered and troublesome, May I set my position, stay the course for the duration, and sail on

Some hurts are quick, visible, and anyone can know Others are subtle, sharp and pointed, so deep and will not easily show Some hurts are hidden, and tears are held back, that otherwise would flow Others are not so hidden, but let us know when they are feeling really low

Not all hurts and ills are cause for alarm, because some people learn to cope Some of us will golf, or run marathons, and others will float away on a big sail boat They will easily adjust and move on, and never be found hanging on the end of a rope This is my plea, my prayer, for you dear one: Sail on! Sail on my friend, and never lose hope

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